09-19-2009, 04:14 AM
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It had been a dream that awaken him, screaming out a familiar name into the night. A memory and a horror, clawing it’s way into his thoughts and leaving the demon’s heart beat reverberating against his chest cavity. He cried out in terror, clawing at his face and chest, hoping to remove the lingering emotion from his body. It was like poison, edging slowly through his veins and slowly killing him. A nightmare and nothing more, he could convince himself, but Samael could not be certain. Not without the sight and feel of her against his body. He rose, mechanically turning his nose toward the north and heading off at a pace nearly a run. He would travel to the ends of the earth for her, and a few miles on a cloudless night were nothing to the beast. He could not stand to believe his fears were true, but only her comforting embrace could keep the darkness away. Only the one called mother could cradle her child against her chest, chasing all of the demons away and bringing peace to his troubled mind. Her name was like a whispered chant, reiterating again and again within his bony skull. It echoed off the edges of his mind, luring him onward into the night like a brilliant beacon against the dark, starless sky. With burning eyes and horror written on his thin features Samael ran—chest burning and lungs heaving, but nothing could keep him away from her. Nothing but the collapse of his mortal body and the destruction of his everlasting soul. Not when he’d seen her alive and breathing such a short time ago. |